meaningless [i love yous] [COMPLETED]

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"harder!"

"i'm doing it as hard as i can!"

"than faster!"

"no! the remote controller might die!" mark said, snatching the nintendo switch remotes from the two youngest's hands. "and stop screaming!"

"we're in rush hour traffic," chenle whined dramatically, flopping onto jisung's shoulder and the youngest boy nodded vigorously. "we're bored!"

"play the quiet game then!" mark snapped. he had a headache, and the two babies of the group weren't helping by any means.

at least it wasn't the other car, renjun and haechan were screaming at each other while jeno whined for jaemin's attention and jaemin wished he was back on hiatus so he could sit in his room and eat sherbet for hours.

"let's play the drawing game!" chenle said, pulling out paper and pens from his backpack. "i draw a shape, you draw a shape, and we make a picture! but you can't draw a dolphin."

"then you can't draw a chick!"

"draw whatever just lemme sleep," mark muttered, and they quieted down, drawing back and forth.

jisung drew a star.

chenle drew a dot.

jisung drew a line connecting the star and dot.

chenle drew some whack ass shape jisung didn't know.

jisung drew a heart.

chenle put the letter d in the heart.

jisung, curious, put a plus.

chenle put the letter c and beamed proudly at jisung.

"d and c?" jisung whispered.

"dolphin and chick! you know, the power - how do you say - couple?" jisung choked on his spit right then, and shook his head.

"duo, duo, duo!" jisung said, trying to correct chenle. chenle smirked at that, and decided just to annoy jisung for the heck of it.

"couple!"

"duo!"

"couple!"

"d-u-o!"

"c-o-u- it's too long to spell." chenle gave up, and jisung cheered in victory.

"i win!"

"what do you want then?" chenle asked, and jisung pouted.

"i didn't know we were planning to bet! i would have made you -"

"what about a kiss?" chenle asked, a burst of confidence in his system.

after thinking for hours and intensive google searches - and no, he wasn't exaggerating, he had spent four hours of sitting in his bed and thinking - he had come to the conclusion he either had a deadly disease no one had ever heard of, or he might have an itty bitty crush on jisung.

he liked the idea of a crush more, and wanted a kiss to confirm it.

"why would i do that?" jisung asked, looking horrified, and chenle deflated.

"i dunno," chenle muttered. "just forget i asked."

"wait -" jisung felt that he had done something wrong, but chenle pulled out his airpods and put them in, ignoring the younger boy.

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